As soon as she finished speaking, Nan Zhan was startled by the cold glare of Nan Qingying, feeling a chill down his spine.
"I told you, don't ask questions you shouldn't!" Nan Qingying withdrew her gaze, her tone icy.
Nan Zhan felt very embarrassed.
On the way to the Nan Family club where they were resting, he had been trying to subtly inquire about the identity of the blond man next to Nan Qingying at the airport.
As the patriarch of a first-tier family in the Capital City, Nan Zhan naturally had a keen eye.
At a glance, he could see that the man exuded an extraordinary demeanor, certainly not an ordinary person.
And, who was Nan Qingying?
The Sun Divine General!
Could someone who could stand with the Sun Divine General be an ordinary person?
Nan Zhan even suspected that the foreign young man was, like Nan Qingying, a Divine General under Apollo, the Sun God.
So he wanted to get to the bottom of it.
